Chapter Twenty-Three: The Song of the Old Days

The Audi 100 was still very popular in '95, and in those days it was only seen in the cars of high-ranking government officials in this humble county-level city.

The car drove the two from Liu Zhao's house, picked up the father in the store, and drove directly to Secretary Wen's house.

Secretary Wen's home is a separate courtyard facing the street, close to No. 1 Middle School, the yard is not big, but it is very neatly cleaned.

At that time, there was no so-called Standing Committee building.

When I entered the house, I saw Secretary Wen walking out of the kitchen wearing an apron, laughing and wiping his hand on the apron, then stretched out and held Liu Rushan tightly and said, "Brother is good, you really give me face as an old brother, come, please inside." ”

Liu Rushan said politely: "Secretary Wen invited, how can you not come?" ”

He said how he could, not how daring.

's father is also a person on the scene, and his words are very decent, which not only shows respect for Secretary Wen's position, but also has a kind of greetings and politeness between friends.

"Relatively, how's it going, is it better?"

Secretary Wen greeted Liu very warmly, and his voice was as loud as ever.

"Thank you, uncle, it's much better."

Liu relatively did not address Secretary Wen's official position, which seemed very cordial.

"Come on, please inside, Sister Bai, make a pot of tea."

Secretary Wen invited Liu Rushan and his son into the inner room, beckoned the nanny to make tea, and then rubbed his hands and said to Liu Rushan with a smile: "I can't do my craft, and I can only use an ant on the tree to make a good dish, so I will fry it, you sit and drink tea first, and I will come out after frying." ”

Secretary Wen is very straightforward, it seems that he wants to cook himself, and he really started to make a dish by himself, without giving carte blanche to the nanny.

"Xiuyi, come, sit with your Uncle Liu for a while, and it'll be fine for a while."

Seeing his daughter sitting next to Liu Zhao obediently and greeting tea, Secretary Wen turned around and walked into the kitchen.

"Uncle, you drink water first."

Wen Xiuyi is very polite, showing everyone's beautiful demeanor between her gestures, and it is a different taste when she gets along with Liu Relative alone, but Liu Relative always feels that Wen Xiuyi at this time has something missing in her bones.

She quietly poured tea and water for the father and son, always with a slight smile on her face, chatting about family life, and doing her best to be a landlord's etiquette, but the careful Liu Guan could always feel that there was a different emotion in the heart of this beautiful girl, she was too quiet.

In Liu Zhi's eyes, Wen Xiuyi is also like a guest.

"Sister Xiuyi, if I go and give Uncle Wen a hand, I'm also a little cook."

Ryu found a topic.

It's not that he said big things, when Liu Zhao was working hard in the capital in later generations, he basically didn't go out to eat at night, he did all the cooking by himself, and it was also at that time that Liu Zhao practiced a good cooking skill.

Liu Rushan also looked at Liu Relative with some consternation, in his impression, his son didn't seem to know anything except how to make porridge.

"With your current condition, you can't help if you go, if you're bored, I'll show you around my bedroom, how about it?"

Wen Xiuyi only thought that Liu was joking, she felt that according to the young man's heart, it was indeed a relatively boring thing to let him sit here quietly and drink tea, so she gave this proposal, of course, Wen Xiuyi was not so boring, she didn't like to take boys to visit her boudoir, she felt that Liu was probably like to read, there were many books in her room, and music.

"That's a good dare, I've grown so big, I haven't been to a girl's room yet, hehe."

Liu also knew what Wen Xiuyi meant, so he agreed with a smile

Different from the quiet outside, Wen Xiuyi, who returned to her room, looked a lot more cheerful, first proudly showed off her room layout, and asked Liu Relative: "How is it, it's completely different from you boys." ”

The room is not big, the light green wall paint is very eye-catching, there is a single bed in the corner, hanging with pink mosquito nets, covered with pink sheets, there is a big plush bear next to the quilt, and there is a desk by the window, and the bookshelf nailed to the wall is full of books.

The layout is very simple, it is completely dressed up as a little woman at home.

"It's really beautiful."

Sincerely complimenting, Liu walked a few steps inside to the front of the desk, and he saw a picture frame placed in the most conspicuous position on the desk.

The photo in the frame is black and white, inside is a woman in her thirties, her face is somewhat similar to Wen Xiuyi, with black-rimmed glasses, standing under a tall tower, and a little girl standing in front of her, looking at the camera with a smile on her face, showing her small front teeth is very cute.

The woman wore a long white checkered dress, revealing an intellectual beauty.

"This is my aunt, it's so beautiful."

Ryu picked up the frame.

The photo is already a little yellowed, but the glass outside has been wiped spotlessly clean like new.

"By the way, isn't my aunt off work yet?"

Liu asked each other, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he turned around, he found that Wen Xiuyi was still standing at the door, with a lonely face and slightly red eyes.

"What's wrong, Sister Xiuyi?"

Liu Zhao suddenly realized if he had said something wrong.

Wen Xiuyi came to Liu Relative's face, took the photo frame in his hand, gently wiped the glass with his fingers, and was silent for a long time before he said in a low voice: "She is my mother"

"It's been a long time since I've been dead"

Wen Xiuyi's voice was very low, and the nostalgic look on her face was very strong, and it could be seen that she should have a deep relationship with her mother.

"Huh? I'm sorry."

Liu Zhao suddenly realized that he had poked someone else's sadness, so he stammered, "I shouldn't have asked." ”

Wen Xiuyi ignored it, turned around and sat on the bed, and hugged the photo frame in her arms.

The atmosphere was a little silent, Liu didn't know what to say, and Wen Xiuyi seemed to fall into memory.

After a while, Wen Xiuyi came back to her senses and said to Liu relatively embarrassedly: "I'm sorry for affecting your emotions." ”

At this time, Liu was thinking about something else.

Wen Xiuyi's mother should have been young when she died, this incident left a deep shadow in her heart, maybe the reason for her death has something to do with Secretary Wen, so that the current relationship between Wen Xiuyi and her father is not so close, in her heart, she may still be complaining about his father.

Judging from the situation after entering the door today, it is very likely that Secretary Wen did not marry again, and the reason why he did this, Liu Zhao felt that it was largely due to his daughter.

It was only at this time that Liu Zhao slightly understood why Wen Xiuyi's mood was different after she arrived home.

She doesn't have too much sense of identity with her current home.

Hearing Wen Xiuyi's words, Liu Zhao walked to Wen Xiuyi's side and stood still, hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Sister, don't always hide the past in your heart, we must live happily." ”

Liu Relative's words are not too deep and philosophical, he is stating an ordinary thing and talking about an ordinary truth.

In fact, Liu Zhao wanted to persuade Wen Xiuyi well, let her give up her prejudice against her father, and told her that it was not easy for her father to be a father and a mother to pull her up, but when the words came to her mouth, Liu Zhao changed her words.

People are living in continuous growth, as they grow up, many things that they don't understand will be understood, and some things, others will explain to you is always shallow, Liu Zhao feels that Wen Xiuyi will eventually understand his father's hard work and understand his father's deep love.

Wen Xiuyi was noncommittal, the proposition of how to live was too big, and she still sounded very panicked when she was older, but she saw the sincere concern in Liu Zhao's eyes, so she smiled knowingly and changed the topic.

"I'll show you a good thing."

Wen Xiuyi restrained her emotions, got up and put the photo frame on the table again, then opened the drawer, took out a small walkman and shook it at Liu Xiang.

"It's very convenient to listen to songs, come, listen."

Liu Zhao laughed relatively hehe, for a person who has come over, he is too familiar with this thing, he used a cassette to learn a foreign language in high school, and he used a cassette to pick up lyrics and guitar sheet music in college, which accompanied the youth of that generation and was the standard for every student later.

But in 95 years of Huazun, this small thing is indeed a new thing.

"Aihua's, I'll listen."

Liu Zhao walked over and took the small Walkman in Wen Xiuyi's hand, stuffed the earphones into his ears, and pressed the 'PLAY' button.

There was a thud of strapping, and then the melodious sound of the guitar rang out.

"At dusk that day, the snow began to fall, and sorrow bloomed all over the hills, waiting for the youth to end"

It's the voice of the old wolf, a campus ballad that has just been released.

Love the dust.

This is a song that Yoo has been hearing since he was 35 years old and has not gotten tired of listening to it.

"The dew hangs on the ends of my hair, and the transparent melancholy is the first confusion of my life"

This vicissitudes of life sound came into Liu Zhi's ears, and then rushed up into his mind along his ears, down into his heart, and then quickly flowed down the blood to his internal organs and limbs.

Time and space are changing, and Liu seems to be standing in the rolling torrent of time.

He stood alone in this era, with no one around him.

He listened to the voice coming from the distant sky, as if it had confused time and space.

The empty loneliness and sadness hit Liu Relative's heart accurately, and he suddenly turned around and turned his back to Wen Xiuyi.

Suddenly, he burst into tears.

Tears flowed down her cheeks and into her mouth.

It's salty.